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dleveland until the 16th of August, arriving at Hartford on 

 the 18th. In driving out to the track, Guy was so leg 

 weary, from long standing in the car, that he stumbled and 

 fell, bruising and cutting his knee severely, consequently 

 the 19th was spent in nursing him, when he ought to have 

 been exercised. On the 20th, with the track fuU of horses 

 scoring up with him and annoying him, the team trotted in 

 '2:19, the last quarter a 2:13 gait. This for a five-year-old 

 with no record to harness, was, under the circumstances, a 

 wonderfully good performance. I am not surprised that -with 

 three years more age Guy trotted in 2:12. 



WhUe the colt is resting I will tell you a little story 

 about Guy which has not been in print. One fine morning 

 in June, Just after a nice warm shower, Guy was hitched to 

 the light cart and I started to give him his work on a straight 

 piece of road about a mile long, partly shaded by large maple 

 trees, with their long low branches overhanging the whole 

 roadway. At the end of this drive there is an old railroad 

 track graded up much higher than the road, and very steep 

 down on the other side. I seldom crossed this track, as my 

 usual drive was tothjs railroad, then forward and back, unti] 

 the amount of work necessary to be done was finished. The 

 horses under my charge had the route weU learned, and ex- 

 pected a little brush occasionally before returning to the 

 «table. The morning I speak of, as I passed through the 

 little town of Glenville my youngest boy was waiting there 

 •with the mail for me. He looked so entreatingly at me for 

 a ride that I thought it best to take Mm in. We jogged 

 :along down to the speeding ground, Guy as full of play as 

 a spring lamb, and as buoyant as the boy behind him, who 

 thought he was driving him, as he had hold of the lines 

 with me. The rain which had fallen was not quite enough 

 to make mud under the trees, and it seemed to be about the 

 proper thing to treat the boy and horse to a little spin. They 

 were both anxious for it, and when the boy laughed the horse 

 would follow suit by shaking his head and trying to get the 

 J)it. To please them was only to please myself, and I had 



